Showing posts with label Wyrd Universe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wyrd Universe. Show all posts

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Wyrd Universe 7.31.08



I had fun with this last week, so here's some more:

• While you’re waiting for the film, read the (comic) book. At last week’s SDCC, Marvel Comics unveiled a first look at their adaptation of Orson Scott Card’s classic Ender’s Game (1985).

Serious about genre: Michael Chabon talks Sturgeon’s law, PKD, Philip Pullman, and the maps of childhood in an interview with the LA Times.

Over all this presides, like a bewildered king, his huge, handsome head lifted in frowning attention, a man whose massive black eyebrows have patches of grey, whose hair has become a helmet of white. It’s a Celtic head. It could belong to Robert Graves’s brother: An exclusive excerpt from Michael Moorcock’s memoir (a work in progress) about the legendary Mervyn Peake, at Enter the Octopus.

• Start cleaning out the garage hangar deck for your very own Viper. Sci Fi Wire announces that more than 3,000 props, costumes, and other pieces of memorabilia will be auctioned off after BSG's season 4 draws to a close.

The sci-fi mixtape of doom. Just skip right down to the comments. They're so much more fun than the article.

More items like this semiregularly at TM3B.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Wyrd Universe 7.23.08



With the nationwide exodus for San Diego under way, this week is a slow one in my other universe, so for your entertainment and edification, here's some sfnal overflow from the semiregular news feature at my comics blog:

The end of humanity . . . has a beginning. The very first Caprica trailer is up at SF Wire! (If you want to give the commercials a miss, I’ve also got a lower-res YouTube version up, for as long as the link lasts, at TM3B.)

"If I were sitting in a Tube train and all the people opposite me were reading 'Mein Kampf' with obvious enjoyment and approval it probably wouldn’t disturb me much more than if they were reading Heinlein, Tolkien or Richard Adams." Michael Moorcock’s late-1970s essay "Starship Stormtroopers" is quoted in Dave Itzkoff’s NYTBR article on Elric: The Stealer of Souls.

"One of the reasons girls are jumping on this trend is you put on a corset and bustle and you can be 10 lbs. overweight or thin as a rail, and you will look good in it." SFGate takes the steampunk phenomenon mainstream. But is it really all about the clothes?

• It's not exactly breaking news, but the discovery back in April of what appears to be the world’s only full-length cut of Fritz Lang’s silent classic Metropolis (1927) languishing untouched in the archives of the Museo del Cine in Buenos Aires is too cool for me to leave out.

• Not to be confused with Wyrd: Paul Di Filippo and his co-conspirators' Weird Universe "explores every aspect of a human and natural cosmos that is not only 'stranger than we imagine, but stranger than we can imagine.'" As you might expect, they’re dishing up some, yes, weird stuff over there, for instance: how many megabytes is your brain?

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